the night is lovely as a rose

So yeah. Vai shows her appreciation, and Zeph shows his right back; in the aftermath the witch relishes the sound of him trying to catch his breath, nibbling at his hips and reaching up to rest her hand over his as it twines through her hair. Eventually (and she’s kind enough to button him back up, too), she collapses down onto the carpet beside him, tucking herself under his arm. They’re both damp from their dip in the sea, but she barely feels the cold. ”You will? How sweet,” she all but purrs to him, an arm thrown carelessly across his chest as she closes her eyes for a moment or so. ”I don’t plan to go anywhere, lucky for you. But where’s this carpet going to go next?” vervain I am always on your side